Meatball Romance
In which I love meatball.
I forgot I made this comic at some point for some reason. I feel it belongs here.






In which I love meatball.
I forgot I made this comic at some point for some reason. I feel it belongs here.






In the summer of 2025, I was staring, kind of slack-jawed, at my computer screen. My mouse was hovering over the send button on a draft of an email to my Random House publicist. I was looking ahead at my impending book tour for Angelica and the Bear Prince
Things have been pretty hectic here, but we’re finding ways to show up for each other. I’m not really at a loss. There’s always something to do in the neighborhood. It’s still stressful, but there’s plenty to be done. I’m sort of just learning
I’m giving myself a little room to have a break for the holidays where I intend to watch every Rankin Bass Christmas cartoon, every Garfield and Charlie Brown holiday special, and several rom coms for good measure. It’s been a very eventful year for me, and I’m
My tour is technically done. I had a lovely launch celebration at Moona Moono, a local Asian cafe. But I’m still traveling around, somehow. I just got back from Yallfest, a young adult book festival in Charleston, which was a very nice time. I got to meet a lot